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Poster: William Tell Date: Nov 12, 2008 6:19am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Most poetic Dead song?

Have to go with MoftheMoon too...great poetry.

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Poster: grendelschoice Date: Nov 12, 2008 7:22am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Most poetic Dead song?

I concur with "Cassidy" and "Crazy Fingers" especially, whcih also has such cool Zen elements ("recall the days that still are to come")....and another tune which I love for its poetry is MUST HAVE BEEN THE ROSES.

"Ten years the waves rolled the ships home from the sea
Thinking well how it may blow in all good company
If I tell another what your own lips told to me
May I lay 'neath the roses
May my eyes no longer see..."

"One pane of glass in the window
No one is complaining, though: 'Come in and shut the door.'
Faded is the crimson from the ribbons that she wore
and it's strange how no one comes around any more."

Robert Hunter is perhaps the most underrated lyricist ever.

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Poster: Mandojammer Date: Nov 12, 2008 10:04am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Most poetic Dead song?

Being a retired Navy submariner, Lost Sailor always had a special place for me. When we were doing night surface transits (relatively rare for a submarine) I would always have a boom box up in the bridge cockpit quietly playing various tunes. I will never forget one transit out of Scotland back in the mid-80s - it was December 84, Halley's Comet was visible, the Milky Way was so bright we could read transit charts by the starlight. It was cold - in the 20s and the sea was flat glass calm. Every star in the sky was mirrored on the surface. The only disturbance was the wake of our passage (Wake of the Flood?????) and the green-blue glow of bioluminescent plankton agitated as we passed. We were north of Ireland near Rathlin Isle - around 2 AM the aurora came up, sheets of red and green and gold billowing across the sky. No one on the bridge spoke a single word - it seemed as if we could hear the northern lights whispering their intricate dance of colors.

Wonderful imagery......

Compass card is spinning, helm is swinging to and fro
Oh, where is the dog star, oh, where's the moon.
You're a lost sailor, been away too long at sea.

Somedays the gales are howling, sometimes the sea is still as glass.
Oh, raise the main sail, oh, lash the mast.
You're a lost sailor, been away too long at sea.
Now the shorelines beckon, there is a price for being free.

There's a sea bird cryin' and there's a ghost wind blowing
And it's calling you, to that misty swirling sea.
Till the chains of your dreams are broken,
No place in this world you can be.

You're a lost sailor, been away too long at sea.
Now the shorelines beckon, there is a price for being free.

You pay for being free, I'll tell ya freedom don't come easy,
Free don't always come for free,
Sometimes it's hard to know what to believe in.

Where to go, who to go, where to be, who to be.
That means you're driftin'.... driftin'
Yeah driftin' and dreamin', really goin' on a dream now.
Really goin' on a feelin', really goin' on a feelin'.
Driftin', driftin' and dreamin'.

Cause it's a place you've never been
Maybe a place you've never seen now
You can hear them callin' on the wind
Driftin' and dreamin', driftin' and dreamin'.
Really goin' on a dream now, really goin' on a dream now,
Really goin' on a dream now.

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Poster: jemajn2323 Date: Nov 12, 2008 9:38am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Most poetic Dead song?

I don't read poetry but damn, Roses sure does smack of "real" poetry!? Seriously!
I still say it's hard to seperate Hunters words from the music we associate them with. But it sure is cool to see everyone try!

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